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Doom Force makes my head feel funny, and even when the reasons are pastiche and parody, the anatomy still makes me wince. Truly.
Bolland cover = check. It isn't as satisfying as Musclebound, where Bolland managed to portray some of the actual horror inside; Planet Love doesn't feel as though Bolland's trying, not really.
But Sane Jane, never integrated. "No more stupid super-powers!" Because first and foremost -- the Doom Patrol is a therapy group.
The Phillips-drawn Cliff Steele one-off is particularly interesting when paired with Crazy Jane's "Empire of Chairs." Possible thread to Cyclops facing the Black Bug Room, of course, but something else. I was never very fond of the Kid Eternity and Shade era Phillips art, and it's much the same here, though I like the page where Cliff "wakes up" with Rita, Larry, and Caulder. Interesting composition.
Doc Magnus and Tungsten -- demented nostalgia for the Metal Men. Will's all about demented nostalgia, looking like Bob Dobbs and constantly resurrecting robots. Doom Patrol as the war between rival mad scientists Magnus and Caulder.
I think, in the end, I'm most fond of "Down Paradise Way," and the whole convoluted story of Flex Mentallo (threaded, as it was, for quite a while) and the Pentagon Horror. The Last Stand of the Brotherhood of Dada -- Mister Nobody's demise is particularly sad and perfect. Orqwith is up there but GM hadn't quite got himself going up to full speed by that point. |
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